from sprinkler splashes

.

[thebordcrs]

stellrs​:

“yeah, but i don’t want to be your friend, though.”

CLOSED STARTERfor @thebordcrs​​​​ from this starter call.

“well ---- good.” his ridiculous pout doesn’t match his words. “you not liking me makes this whole thing a lot easier.” 

[thebordcrs]

stellrs​:

“dermatalogists, maybe, not surgeons.” what poppy should be worried about is savannah’s precision— and luckily for her, it’s impeccable. “so when are you gonna tell me what actually happened?”

“i guess you’re used to your patients being knocked out - ow.” poppy’s eyes are focused on the ceiling so she doesn’t have to look at the needle that’s currently entering her face, and she shrugs. “i slipped.” off the bar after sinking five double vodkas, but --- unimportant.  

[thebordcrs]

stellrs​:

“stop moving, i’m almost done.”

CLOSED STARTER for @thebordcrs​​​​ from this starter call.

“i thought doctors were meant to be nice.” unfortunately for savannah, poppy’s default mode is squirmy even when you don’t factor in a needle and thread. 

[thebordcrs]

would any of yous bite if i posted some zombie/apocalypse starters 🥺

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

“that’s─that doesn’t make any sense. that’s way too late. even during winter, the sun never rises later than nine.” this wasn’t where she was supposed to be, that much was clear, and she didn’t seem lost in the sense that she had somehow ended up in a different town. she looked out of place enough for dante to think that she ended up on a different planet. if that was even possible. his eyebrows firmly knitted together. “don’t call me that.” he couldn’t see the fucking humor in it. “i start my shift in half an hour.” but he couldn’t leave her alone, that much was certain. “and you can’t just roam these streets as if you belong here. what if you bump into her family?”

“ --- okay.” the ‘sounds fake, but’ preceding that word is silent but made extremely clear by her tone of voice. rose is getting more freaked out by the minute, though, and she can’t quite hide the shake in her voice no matter how hard she tries. “yikes. sorry, i guess.” she scowls at the ground, secretly resenting this other version of her that apparently had her shit together enough to have a full soulmate, no matter how uptight he seems. “what do you mean, family ?? my family’s dead.” her eyes widen. “wait --- are al and eamonn still alive here ??” 

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

“well, shit. thanks, syd.” she didn’t know what was worse─the jealousy of her supposed stable well-being or the fact that sydney didn’t see her at all. if sydney genuinely believed that lily-rose’s inclination to spend nearly every hour of the day worrying about her friends and taking care of them just so she wouldn’t have to face her own problems was healthy, then that hurt more than the feelings she had been suppressing and certainly more than her parents not calling her unless they needed money. “do i at least get a sticker? or some balloons? a fucking medal perhaps?” she mocked with a forced smile, and her mood didn’t get any better after. “except management would never allow you to go public if that ever happened.” she stated, eyes fixed on the movie. “jesus, syd, why is it so fucking hard for you to take a hint and drop something for once?” 

“don’t get bitchy. getting bitchy is my job.” though, if she’s being fair, lily-rose was always exempt from the general mean air that sydney exudes in every action and word. even now, when she’d normally verbally eviscerate someone for taking this sort of tone, she just rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “and that wouldn’t bother me. so much of our life is disgustingly public, rosie, i actually wouldn’t mind keeping something for just me. if i ever get over my fear of commitment, that is.” she smiles knowingly, wondering how much she can keep hitting this nerve before her friend explodes. “we know everything about each other !! you can’t blame me for wanting to explore this.” 

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

“what’s so funny??” he tried to conceal the disappointed tone in his voice, much like he was trying quite hard not to look too hurt by her reaction because he knew it would be over within the next minute. it wasn’t worth paying attention to. “uh, obviously body heat. why are you all the way over there?” he muttered with a grin that signified that he had gotten over jane’s reaction. the conversation would be easier to hold if they weren’t practically on different sides of the pool, but he didn’t budge. “you little witch. what kind of curse are we talking about?” 

oops. maybe she shouldn’t have laughed quite so hard. “i mean --- it’s just the disconnect between saying ‘our body, our choice’ and the actual reality, which is we signed that away for fame. not giggling at you, babe, don’t worry.” jane slicks her hair back with a coy smile. “because i’m avoiding you, duh. and we wanted to make her stupid hair fall out --- it was after she practically outed rome francis, which was, like, such a cunty thing to do.” then she sighs glumly. “didn’t work. but we did use discounted moon water from some shady etsy shop, so i don’t think it was necessarily a reflection on our witchy abilities.” she tilts her head. “why are you all the way over there ??”    

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

leon had no idea what was going on─when the girls returned to the hotel, he found anna inconsolable and even though he had been with her for the past fifteen minutes, they barely said a word to each other. hence why he was surprised when the first full sentence she managed was a favor she needed from him. “where?” he couldn’t place the look in her eyes, didn’t know what it meant, only knew that it concerned him. he wasn’t going to like whatever would happen next. “what do you need, anna?” he asked quietly, thumb caressing the back of her hand gently even though her fingers were practically crushing his bones.

anna nods and forces a watery smile, trying to make her voice sound reassuring rather than hysterical. “it’s only a few blocks away. i --- they trust you more than me, anyway.” she sniffs and wipes at her eyes with her sleeve, even though she already looks perkier at the prospect of numbing herself for a few hours. “it’s just --- some things i have to pick up. our doctor refuses to give me any medication so i have to get some myself.” it’s not exactly the truth, but the meds she is prescribed don’t come anywhere near to obliterating the memories she so wants gone. “it’s no big deal, you can see that, right ??” her lip trembles again. “i really, really need you to drive me.” 

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

@thebordcrs​ sent an ask for a spotify wrapped starter !

“i just think you’re cool.” which was an understatement, but they didn’t need to know that. “nothing more, nothing less.”   /   based on cinema by harry styles

“well, i’d argue against the nothing more part, but okay.” august’s god complex coupled with the gut feeling that he has that she might be lying has him smiling. “what about me do you think is cool ??” 

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

@thebordcrs​ sent an ask for a spotify wrapped starter !

“i just don’t understand how you can’t see what you’re worth.” he muttered, irritated. “like, you’re just wasting your time on these─these guys. these fucking idiots.”   /   based on stunner by milky chance 

she pauses in the methodical way she taps ash off her cigarette, eyes rolling to focus on her best friend. “are you really interrupting my story about terrible date number 56 to pull the nice guy card ??” he simply can’t be. it would be darcy’s final straw. 

[thebordcrs]

happy christmas friends!! i hope the holidays are treating you well, i love yous very dearly <3333

[thebordcrs]

me, a closeted queer, watching glass onion with my parents…. having to act normal every time madelyn was on screen…. oof i deserve a medal!!!

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

clearly dante didn’t know what the fuck was going on either─a part of him still hoped he was in the middle of a painfully realistic dream even though he distinctly remembered waking up earlier this morning. he just couldn’t find another logical explanation. “what do you mean everything’s different?” maybe she held the answers. for a moment, he forgot how to breathe, having trouble dealing with her directness. usually, people knew better than to straightforwardly ask him about rose. “dante. my name is dante.” his gaze dropped. “she was in a car accident. died on impact.” and he wasn’t there to save her. “i just don’t understand what’s happening.” 

“like... all the names of the streets are different. and i feel like time’s gone weird ??” she nearly doesn’t want to elaborate because she knows how strange that sounds, but then firmly reminds herself that this entire situation is strange. “like, it’s nine-thirty. but the sun shouldn’t rise until at least half past eleven. also, apparently i’m fucking dead, so that’s a pretty big difference.” she can’t help the shiver that runs through her body at the description of her own untimely death, especially since it apparently affects this stranger so much. “okay. well.” she pulls her backpack tighter around her shoulders. “i guess we better go for an early drink and figure this whole thing out, fiancé.” god, he’s not even her type. 

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

the harsh jab at victor was thankfully enough to keep him quiet, and it was enough for vincent too to completely disregard his brother and focus on the two of them instead. “but it’s not true, jordan, how many times do i have to tell you this?” he didn’t want to sound frustrated, but he couldn’t help himself. vincent sighed, shaking his head as he slowly regained his cool. “it was never like that. i─i kept hooking up with you and i kept coming back because i liked you. i know it may sound like i’m lying, but i promise you it’s the truth.” he spoke more calmly now, his eyes glued to jordan’s, ignoring everything else until his phone buzzed in his hand. “the uber’s here.” his jaw clenched. “please come with me.” 

her eyes keep flicking anxiously back to victor, expecting him to chime in again --- from what she remembers, he’s not the type to take insults lying down --- but vincent’s anger gives her something else to focus on, big eyes filling with water. it’s not manipulation, exactly ( she feels like she has a lot to cry about tonight ) but she also knows that her tears are his kryptonite. it’s more likely to make him tell the truth, anyway. still, she doesn’t know if he’s finally convinced her by the time their ride arrives or if she’s just giving into the inevitability of them. she nods once, hand slipping into his free one. “let’s go.” she says quietly. 

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

“lou, that’s not what i’m saying at all.” tommy was trying so hard to stop the frustration building in the pit of his stomach from showing in his voice. “we just aren’t good for each other and that’s no one’s fault.”

louise can sense the frustration and she can’t resist pushing. “okay, well, when one of us actually wants to try and the other doesn’t want to bother... is that really a blameless situation ??” she takes another swig from her glass and smiles, big and wide and fake. “i’m talking about you.” 

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

“i don’t even do drugs.” despite the fact that she was freaked the fuck out, margot still pushed for answers. “show me your hands.”

“okay, so you’re just insane, then. good to know.” elias’ jaw tightens and relaxes before he eventually sticks his hands out, turning them back and forth. “i don’t really know what you’re expecting to see, here.” if he notices the blood still subtly trapped under the fingernails of his right hand, he doesn’t let on. 

[thebordcrs]

gvngsigns​:

“nah, i showed up ‘cause i was craving a burrito. they have the best in town here.” he definitely did not see her instagram story ten minutes ago and took the first available uber to get here. “it’s busy as hell. who are you here with anyway?” two drinks on the table already. he scanned the queue at the food truck, checking if he could find an answer by himself. 

“don’t you have people to get that kind of thing for you ?? or are you just craving attention even more than usual ??” if sarah’s whisper-yelling doesn’t attract gazes from the other diners, she’s just waiting for the tell-tale whispers that follows anyone recognising gunner. “why. do. you. care.” she speaks through gritted teeth, desperately hoping mikey can’t see them from the queue.